Supernatural Experiences
The supernatural.
We don’t necessarily get to see it as often in America because of the amount of time our eyes are fixed on our resources and not gazing at our God.
But in 3rd world countries the supernatural abounds.
I still have a piece of fabric that was ripped off a curtain by something not seen right in front of me back in 1994.
I am interested to know.
What was the last bit of supernatural you experienced?
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I taught through the Lazarus story today at Mission Church… weird.
I’m racking my brain trying to think of something distinctly “supernatural”, like MISSION TRIP supernatural, not just “Listening to my favorite Wickham song late at night after having a couple beers and getting a tear in my eye” supernatural.
I feel a constant communion- but He stays pretty low key in my little world.
““Listening to my favorite Wickham song late at night after having a couple beers and getting a tear in my eye” supernatural. ” Hilarious.
I’ve honestly never seen anything too distinctly supernatural. A friend of mine said that he saw some sort of demonic presence at a youth camp we went to one time.
We want to hear the curtain ripping story!
I was 14 years old and scheduled for surgery for a severe case of scoliosis. Metal rods, back braces, all that. I’m not one to go forward for altar calls. Especially for healing. I’ve always been a cynic I guess. But that day, I went forward. i was afraid. And I was willing to try ANYTHING to avoid surgery.
While my youth pastor was praying for me, I felt a hand on my back. It touched me at the base of my spine and I felt my back crack (much like at the chiropractor) from my tailbone all the way up to my neck. I could feel my pastors hands on my shoulder and head, so I knew it wasn’t him.
The next morning, I went in for surgery and they started the pre-op stuff (this was 17 years ago, so before they’d have you come in the day before). They took xrays and the dr came in and asked what had happened. He put the xrays from just two weeks earlier next to the new ones and my back was straight as an arrow. He said it was the most spectacular thing he’d ever seen. Definitely a supernatural healing.
That’s awesome!! I had a similar experience with a badly messed up knee – always reminds me to have faith like a child, God can do anything He wants to and sometimes Him not doing something is the lesson we need to learn
I believe in “supernatural” events, and I have experienced them by being attacked by the evil one and his troops as well as comforted, rescued by, sustained by God and his angels. I am not a theologan, not a mystic, just an average guy, trying to follow the Way and having problems doing so. I have some stories that can be told, and a few people kow of them, but the big story is this.. God is for me, he is with me, he loves me and is my Father, and he is with me always, that is what I have learned for my experiences..
i support your feeling although i dont believe that god is true. The evil one.
@poochie, could you clarify your statement?
It was about 8 years ago. I was working in D.C. for the summer and my husband (who was my ex-boyfriend at the time) was in Richmond, VA having a pretty rough summer. I was at work one afternoon and suddenly I had an overwhelming sense that I needed to stop everything I was doing and pray for him in a serious way. It was so strong and so powerful that I couldn’t ignore it. I tried since I was in a room surrounded by other people, but it was so real and so clear that I needed to pray and also exactly what I needed to pray about.
I talked with him two days later and found out that at the exact time I had that feeling and began to pray he had been downtown picking up a homeless man from off the street and taking him home with him.
There’s more to the story, but that was the supernatural part. Indescribable. I agree that this would happen a lot more often if we were paying more attention to Jesus and less attention to ourselves.
I’m sure some will laugh at this but the house we own in Missouri used to be haunted. My autistic son would stand in the middle of the second floor common room having conversations with invisible people (and he never did that anywhere else.) Our daughter said she saw people up there. One day, we saw her being pushed off the stairs with no one there. So we called in some local folks who claimed to be “ghost hunters” and they set up their gear. We were sitting in the upstairs area with an EMF meter sitting in the middle of the floor. Suddenly, it just went off. So we asked questions and said to make one light go off for no and two for yes. Let’s just say I ended up sufficiently creeped out by the whole thing. But after we “confirmed” the presence in the room we prayed and commanded it to leave. Our kids never reported seeing anyone in the house again.
I also vote for hearing the curtain ripping story!
God most definitely shows up in my dreams a lot. And by “shows up” I mean that He preaches to me via the contents of my dreams.
*Before I say anything, I vote to hear the curtain-ripping story also!*
I can’t remember EXACTLY the last time that I had a supernatural experience outside of supernatural provision ($500 check in the mail the day before rent was due!) or just crazy supernatural encounters with God.
But the last time I remember a supernatural encounter was on the mission field in Nashville back in March. I wrote about it here (http://matthewsnyder.theworldrace.org/?filename=gods-bigger-than-amputated-legs). We saw an amputee’s leg grow out a little. It was AWESOME!
I have a lot of other similar stories but not all of them are written down…
Went to Moldova on a mission trip this past summer. First day while we were doing some kids shows and brought some candy to hand out. 100 pieces. 150 kids. We had more when we left than we started that day.
Supernatural awesomeness.
Knew both times when my car was going to break down. The first time I backed out of the driveway with a terrible sinking feeling and kept praying, please don’t let me get in an accident, please don’t let me get in an accident. About 15 minutes later my engine completely shut down. Found out later that I lost all the water in my radiator. The mechanic couldn’t tell me how that happened since they couldn’t find any leaks or cracks anywhere. Had to pay a heavy chunk of change to have my engine milled but at least it wasn’t an accident. I kind of think that may have saved me from something more scary. I won’t know for sure until I see everything.
The second time I blew a tire coming down a steep, winding grade–only small turnouts and 2 lanes. 5 minutes later a fellow teacher stopped and gave me a ride to school so I didn’t have to walk and dodge traffic for 2 miles.
I haven’t had those feelings since. I have had other auto issues but not as dangerous as those. Could be coincidence, but too strong for me to dismiss it as such.
First thing: You should read/ check out… “When Heaven Invades Earth” by Bill Johnson. I’m currently reading it and it is wrecking my life to live a life of mediocrity and normalness.
Second: In our church- people are healed of cancer frequently. Proven by the doctor. It’s amazing. And then healings happen reguarly.
The one I was involved with- a woman couldn’t hear 100% out of one ear… and while we prayed for her it popped open and she can now hear.
A few days ago I told a penny to stay on the wall in Jesus name….. and it did… for like 10 minutes.
God is good! “On earth as it is in heaven.”
Just curious…but what was the purpose of telling the penny to stay on the wall? Was it just to see if it would?
Yes. It all came from my friend hearing things… or things moving in the room without her being by it- she immediately thought ghosts… so another friend and I were discussing how it’s just demonic activity…. trying to scare people when in reality it’s just little stuff that we have the same power to do through Jesus Christ… like making a penny stick on the wall… just fun really.
I once played soccer with a younger kid (the sumer before last). Found out later that he had gotten really sick one morning died a few years before. Learned that day that people can still be raised from the dead.
I believe in the name Emmanuel “God with us.” So, if you want to look at it in that way, I experience the “supernatural” 24/7.
But for a specific instance like what you’re talking about, there was a time when I had just heard a pastor on TV talking about the “narrow way.” After the sermon, I went into my bathroom (at the time my kids were smaller and it was the only place to get some privacy) and began speaking earnestly to God. I asked Him who could possibly enter in? I knew I was full of pride and I told Him so.
The phone rang. My friend called and said, “I don’t know what’s going on…but I was in the middle of a shower when the Lord told me to call you and tell you ‘Woman, your sins are forgiven you…go and sin no more.’ Now, I’m dripping wet and if you don’t mind, I’ll get back to my shower.” Click.
I’ve got other stories, but that one is my favorite.
A few years ago, we were praying in a room in the house we were renting. There was a feeling of oppression about that house and that room in particular. As we were praying, the light blew and sparks flew from the fixture. Pretty amazing.
Yes, I have experienced this but not in great healings or anything. But I have had God speak to me clearly in dreams and through my times with Him. The most recent was I was wrestling with God about some major prayer requests. I was reading in the Bible about Hezekiah and how he begged God to answer his prayer (in his case it was for healing). Then Isaiah (a prophet) said he would be healed and actually told Hezekiah to ask for sign. So…Hezekiah asked God to make the shadow on the sun dial go forwards…then he said wait that’s to easy…make it go backwards. And God did it. At that moment I felt like God told me that He would answer my prayers and to ask for a sign. So…I said ok what should it be? I felt like God told me to ask for double rainbow because it’s harder (this also sounded impossible as it was sunny with no chance of rain). No more than 5 seconds later, I got an e-mail from a co-worker talking about a double rainbow. I said, thanks God…but can I actually see it? Later on that day, a co-worker used a video/picture of a double rainbow in a presentation they were making. Plus the whole theme of the presentation was idea of rainbows (my co-worker had no idea that God spoke to me in this way earlier and still doesn’t). God is amazing and I hold on to that promise as I’m waiting for these prayers to be answered
When my son was saved by God—raised from death in sin to now fully alive in Christ—is the last time I seen the miraculous happen.
I have a few examples, miraculous healing of torn ligaments, next day scans showing all healed. My parents grew up in India and they have a lot of supernatural stories which have always shaped my views on that being real.
One I remember was walking home from high school (Yr 12) and one of the students lost control of his car round a bend and it came right at me. There was nothing I could do but watch this car in slow motion as it headed right for me. Then all of a sudden the car slammed to a stop and a huge dent appeared in the hood (think Twilight scene). The car didnt hit anything, it was in an open space but it stopped dead as I believe an angel blocked that car from hitting me.
Another time I was leading on a youth camp for troubled teens and supervising archery. One kid decided he’d had enough of another and drew his loaded bow to shoot the arrow at him. I jumped in between the two boys with the arrow not more than 12 inches from my chest and the kid fired… Somehow that arrow missed me all together – God made that happen it was one of the most intense times in my life!
I wish this was one of your 200+ comment posts!! It baffle’s me to see the disciples doing miracles throughout their lives, and not see it in the American church much at all. Even more depressing is the amount of suspicious one’s that occur w/ the promise of more if you just have faith and GIVE!! grr…
But I have heard the voice of God. I was mourning the loss of a classmate in Bible college.. he died in a car accident weeks from graduating and entering an amazing ministry. I desperately asked the Lord, “if my life could end that easily before ever stepping foot into the ministry field, what am I doing here?!” and I distinctly heard Him answer, “I called you.” It’s been the confirmation I needed time and time again, where I can know that I’m where He has me, and it’s served to help me know the path to walk when presented with options.
Best I can figure, He saves the supernatural for when we need it the most.. or at least, that’s what He’s done for me.
About 20 years ago, I was in Arkansas on a business trip that included an evening on a steam train up in the mountains. Frankly, I hadn’t given God more than a passing thought in years. As I hung my head out the window that dark night and watched the stars, I thought, “God, if you’re there, give me a sign.” (Trite, I know .. it was all I had at the time).
That instant a shooting star crossed the sky. One of very few I’ve every seen. I had my answer. And it wasn’t long before I returned to God. He of course welcomed me again.
Not a goose-bumps person, but that simple moment still gives me God Bumps!
One Christmas I was in the kitchen talking to my cousin and his girlfriend. I got up to go into the living room, and at the threshold the sense of a presence in front of me stopped me. I distinctly felt a hand on my shoulder — fingers, palms — everything. And a voice inside my head said “Go back. Sit down. Talk to Jeffrey”. So I did. And that was the last time I saw him alive. I think of that as the night I was actually touched by an angel, and was given the gift of 15 more minutes with someone I would never see again.
I fell asleep without setting my alarm this morning. God woke me up just at the right time to get ready for work. (I’ll usually sleep til 10am without an alarm…). It was as if an angel tapped me to get up.
After a prayer time with my wife, she was healed of some demonic oppression she’s had since a young girl. She’s been healed ever since! This happened about 2 months ago.
I had a level 5 aneurism in my aortic valve and it was unknown. I was scheduled to have my 4th open heart surgery for valve replacement and during that procedure they found the aneurism. The unbelieving doctor said that he had no explanation why my heart hadn’t exploded and I was saved. I’m fine now with the next surgery 15 years away! I’m a youth pastor and was in Kenya two weeks before the story on a mission trip! God is great! That was August 2009.
Some years ago I was suddenly awakened from a deep sleep at 4 a.m. I was overwhelmed by an urgent need to pray for a specific group of college students coming home during spring break. PRAY NOW for their safety was the command, so I did. I asked God to send angels to help my four students, to spare their lives. I prayed like their lives depended on it, even though I did not understand why. 3 hours later my pastor (also the father of one of the girls) called to say the four girls had been in a serious roll-over accident on the interstate. None had seat belts on, the young driver had fallen asleep, the car went into the median at a high rate of speed, the car flipped, and all were fine with only minor injuries. Obviously shaken by this, I asked the pastor at what time the accident occurred. He said, “About 4 a.m.”
I’m not sure of all the reasons God makes us a part of His plan & purpose, but I learned an important lesson about prayer that day that I have never forgotten.
Was healed two years ago at age 24 of a brain tumor…. it disappeared after much prayer and anointing from the elders! God is good…all the time!
I was really intrigued by your explanation…
“We don’t necessarily get to see it as often in America because of the amount of time our eyes are fixed on our resources and not gazing at our God.”
I had never thought of it like that, but I agree. Why trust God to heal you when you can go to the doctor? Why trust God for finances when you can get a loan? I know that I used to just accept the fact that I was sick if I had a cold rather than praying for my healing.
Five years ago I thought we didn’t see the miraculous in America because we didn’t have enough faith. I know I thought that was why I hadn’t seen anything. That could be partially true, but it is also because we have other options and don’t have to rely on God alone. Again, I really like what you said about this.
Over the past 4.5 years I have seen God heal several thousand people. Blind eyes see, deaf ears hear, cancer disappear, paralyzed limbs feel, cysts dissolve, chronic pain leave. The most recent in my memory is a friend calling me yesterday telling me he ran into a guy a prayed for who had drop foot after he was in a severe car accident. When I prayed for him he tested it out and was able to move it a lot more than he had been able to and he said that it was straighter than it had been. My friend told me yesterday that the day after I prayed for him his foot was straight! He had this awkward brace he had to wear that went through his shoes to try to stabilize his foot, but Jesus is the Healer!
supernatural healing: in one of our church services last month, we were talking about God’s renewal in our lives (healing from physical, emotional, sexual hurts). a woman in the church was praying for her daughter she had experienced severe pain in her shoulder from an accident two years prior in which a few connective tissues were severed. as she was praying for her daughter, God healed her shoulder! and she now has full range of motion and can use her arm without pain! she said that it was immediately and instantaneously better
Being cured of Hepatitis C on my 21st Birthday; which my Father tells me is the day he was praying God would heal me by.
Didn’t see it myself, but got to be part of it. Our small church plant had done a couple services at a local trailer park. during this time, two brothers who were the park maintenance men went down into a septic tank area and were overcome with fumes and almost died. they were unconscious in the pit for almost an hour before the rescue crew could get the right gear assembled to go in and bring them out. My Pastor and I went to the hospital and prayed over them. My brain knew they were beyond medical help. they were on ventilators and brain dead. Specifically, I prayed that God receive the glory when they walk out of the hospital healed under their own power. i knew better. Even in my disbelief, they both walked out of the hospital under their own power a week later.
Wasn’t my faith. Wasn’t the doctors.
OK, now I believe. God 1, human power 0.
This is important…and sharing the stories is the first step. American Christians, especially evangelicals who have pursued an intellectual/power-oriented expression of the faith, remembering that what happened at the cross was something supernatural. Not something to be debated with Bible verses to debunk the claims of atheists or to send college students off to University with the “right” answers about. I was…and is…a mystery that is…and will continue to…play out in ways we can neither predict or create enough “apologetics” to comprehend. But there is a next step beyond these stories. The opening of a conversation among American Christians about what it means to surrender into the uncertainty of life of/by/in/through the Holy Spirit and the critical importance of discernment in that journey. We’ve traded spiritual guidance for moral accountability. Communities of wanderers on the way for small group Bible studies. We’ve packaged that which cannot be contained and blamed the blameless for how ineffectual the transforming power of this watered-down version of Christianity we’re marketing has become. I pray that this post will be more than one among many. I pray that those reading here will receive it as a rallying call to the heart that births a thousand silent scream from the soul for more wisdom, more knowledge, more understanding of what it means to hear the voice of God and have the courage to follow it beyond the noise of consultant-derived formulas for growing and sustaining shiny happy churches. The first couple of chapters of Proverbs are a great place to start on that journey. Recalling God’s desire for us to thirst for these things…not because we’ve been told to…but because we are desperate to know what lies beyond the veil.
Not sure why, but was compelled to get my preach on for this one brother. Peace to you and yours…
In my early years of ministry, I witnessed and participated in the exorcism of demonic possession. (though I do believe there were times when it was genuine, I also experienced times when people were mimicking and not having true experiences).
But let me tell you about the experience I had in the sticks of Georgia.
My youth pastor would get calls to come to different churches in other states and even one time in Germany and put on retreats/camps. Well this time we were asked to go to Georgia and hold a 4 day camp for the youth of a Korean church. To make a long story short, we get there, they take us to the boonies, 100 kids show up, most of them not church kids who’ve brought alcohol and want to hook up, and there are 5 of us from my church. We weren’t prepared for this and tried our best and for 3 days, we put on services and played games, with no response. A few Christian kids enjoyed the services and the music, but “nothing” was happening… until the third and last night.
After the service everyone left the meeting room and our team was praying for one kid that wanted to dedicate his life to the Lord. Suddenly one of the rowdiest and “coolest” kid runs in white as a ghost and is visibly shaken up. He runs to us and says, there’s something wrong with Billy(I have changed his name). Billy is acting crazy and he’s going to hurt himself. So we run out to find Billy Rollin around on gravel. People are surrounding him and are freaking out. We get some guys to help and take him inside. It took 6 of us to carry him. He was around 5’5″ and couldn’t have weighed more than 130 lbs. but the amount of strength he was exerting was extraordinary. We get him inside, take him to a spare room and begin to pray for him and against the demonic spirits. My youth pastor has to leave the room and calm the rest of the group down and explain what’s going on. Two of them team and I are in the room with Billy and his tormentors.
As we were praying, Billy is still kicking, screaming, cursing, in a voice that was not his. We have to hold him down. And for about 40 minutes, Billy doesn’t stop exerting energy except for brief moments when he would calm down, look at us in the eyes and say, “help me”. Then the other voice would come back in and start screaming and cursing and exerting energy. After about 40 minutes the demons were all cast out. Billy was back. He couldn’t move. His muscles were spent and he couldn’t move. He thanked us and we carried him out of the room to get him some food and drink.
That night, many of the other students asked to receive Jesus as their Lord.
I have my doubts about through times I’ve send and been a part of exorcisms, but this one was genuine. I remember it so vividly.
I apologize for any misspellings or grammatical errors. Typing on my iPhone.
I have since left that church because what started as an honest witness of the power of God turned into the pursuit of the gift and not the Giver.
I caution anyone who says that Jesus isn’t enough. He is all sufficient. He did not send the Holy Spirit as a radioactive spider that bites some people and makes them super. He is God dwelling within us. Can God do miraculous things? Yes, and He does them often, but I don’t believe that God wants us to search for some higher level of Christianity. If we focus on trying to achieve some higher level of knowledge and experience then we lose focus on Christ. We begin to create a class system where the upper class is made up of people who have had these experiences and the “99%” are the people who haven’t.
So what I want to say is, if you’re reading this and haven’t experienced something supernatural, don’t feel like you are on a lower level with God. He doesn’t love churches that have these things more than ones that sing hymns and have Sunday school.